Melbourne Adventures

This could be quite a long post as we are finding lots of events to go to this stay. The music began with a visit to St Paul's Cathedral for an organ recital.  We took the grand-daughters along as it was still school holidays.  I really like some organ music - did I hear you say Bach?  This did not feature any of that tribe, but a much more modern set of 5 composers, 3 of whom I had never heard of.   Oh dear: not a good introduction to classical music for the girls.   It did not begin well as we arrived about 10 minutes before kick-off to find the preceding service was still happening: in fact they had just got to Communion , so the concert was 20 minutes late starting.  Then the music was IMO boring and somewhat  discordant.  We threw in the towel after 4 of the works. Potter Museum Frances wasn't sure about this, but as we had never visited the Museum and many other things were booked out we thought it worth a try.  The Museum is ...

 This post will include some snaps and commentary about outings not otherwise report during our March sojourn to St Kilda Rd Albert Park The first visit was to the South end of the Park which was not used by the private interests of the AGPC and thus outside the cordon (un)sanitaire.  This opened up a few of the ovals but was of insufficient interest for me to take photographs.  The main thing was how quiet everywhere was with very few people working on demolishing fences and stands: I suspect the corporate gooses were still hoping that one of the Arabian races would be redirected here so didn't want to take stuff down which they might have to re-erect. My second visit (on 19/3) was after the area was (in theory) opened up for public access.  It seemed that the opening was basically the walking path on the edge of the Lake.  The race track was closed off because a few people were driving machines around.   The first image is of one of the bridges acros...

 Not wishing to use up our diesel when there appears to be an alternative we used the train to go to to Jawbone Nature Reserve this morning.   I realised that the last time I caught a train from Flinders Street was in the mid 1970s when in Melbourne for something to do with an Agricultural Census workshop. A kind soul from Melbourne Office arranged for a few of us to play squash somewhere Southish of the CBD. Before the train pulled out of the station we could see the Yarra and someone was coming down the river paddling a rescue board. There was a bit chop on the River so the board was not always visible, making it look as though the rider was crawling on the River, reminding me of Mark Twain's comment about the North Platte River "Too thin to plough, too thick to drink," For this trip the River view was not available. As we moved out towards the Weest much graffiti was visible, including specimens of the work of Pam The Bird.  This was a very bland example. Less b...